I'm in a rut friends. A serious photography rut. The kind that comes from lack of doing.
The first thing I did when I realized I was in the rut, was the same thing I do whenever something isn't quite right in my life. I asked Google.
So, "how to get out of photography rut", was the search phrase. The suggestions varied; get a change of scenery (it's cold and winter), get a new subject (uh, I don't need anymore kids right now, thank you), get creative with your angles (Check. I bought myself a 2 step ladder and it was on my doorstep in less than 48 hours. Thank you Amazon Prime), look for interesting lines and repetition (blah, blah, blah).
The truth of it is, I want the results but I don't really want to put in the work. How can I expect magic to happen when I only pick up the camera once a week? How will I grow and and learn, if I don't spend time growing and learning?
Sweet Niall, sensing my creative angst, surprised me with a new camera lens for Christmas. It's a 35mm, the one I've been swooning after since we moved into this non-open floor plan house, and it's like magic. I'm not backing up into walls anymore or balancing my camera in odd locations to get shots that show the scene. I mean, I can take a picture of my toes for goodness sake..and my shins too. Priorities!
On especially dreary days, when we've totally exhausted all possible playtime scenarios, I'll sometimes let this one play in the sink with a bunch of plastic dishes (sorry California). This time he just let the warm water run over his little toes, and watched a few dogs walk by on the sidewalk. The life.
I'm still getting a feel for my new lens friend and I'm still trying to figure out which stories I want to tell with the freedom of wider angles. As always, I hope to tend to this space a little more frequently than I did last year. Perhaps my sparse posting is like my photography rut; a result of just not putting in the effort.